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9 p.m.: Let the Fun Begin!
A chorus of "ahh's" fills the room the moment the show's tropical music comes on.

"Turn it up!" Hickey yells in hope that someone has possession of the remote.

"You guys need a bigger TV," Kerri Gast, a 19-year-old freshman accounting major, says from her spot at the computer desk. The show's announcer begins describing last week's events before the new episode starts.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," Whitcomb sighs. "Get to the good stuff already."

An image of the four female islanders appears on the screen as they enter the hot tub with their single male contestants.

"That's, like, my dream island right there," Chrissy Kay, a 20-year-old sophomore business major, says. Sitting on a torn love seat opposite the bunk bed, she strains her neck in order to see the TV. "I'd be fucked if this were me. I'd be like, 'See you later, baby.'"

The process goes, 'Look at those jerks, I'm glad I'm not like that. "Who will stay together?" the announcer asks.

"None of them," Whitcomb answers the television, giggling.

The next scene shows when one of the male contestants a week earlier had flashed his penis to the four females.

"How much fun would that be?" Whitcomb asks her friends. "I'd be, like, in heaven."

"What happened the first show?" Coleman asks Whitcomb. She points her finger to Taheed on the screen. "He was an ass."

"She was a bitch," Gast argues, pointing to Ytossie, Taheed's girlfriend. On the third episode, the four couples are each able to individually select with whom they would like to go on a date. The four female characters of the show shake their heads in disgust as their boyfriends choose their dream dates.

"Don't get jealous, sister," Gast tells Shannon, the show's voluptuous blonde lawyer.

"No booty for you when you get back," Coleman says, laughing.

Journalism and mass communication professor Ben Whaley says he thinks students are attracted to these reality-based shows because they like to compare themselves to the shows' characters.

"My opinion is that there is a sort of superiority trip going on here," he says. "It is sort of like the fascination they (the students) had with Jerry Springer a few years back. The process goes, 'Look at those jerks, I'm glad I'm not like that,'" Whaley says.

"The pleasure derived is the same as reading a cheap paperback while drinking a generic beer," Whaley says. "There is some pleasure here, but it is easily deniable under the cloud of irony. College students have always been big fans of irony. These shows are trash, and one gets the satisfaction both of watching the show on the one level and getting even more satisfaction by wittily denouncing it on the other."

Whitcomb likes the shows because they involve real people.

"I personally like the show because of the drama it presents," she says. "I think the reality shows are doing so well because people feel as though they can relate."